The sword was a sword in a black scabbard, and murderous aura had poured out of the scabbard.

Li Qing felt that he was surrounded by murderous aura, his hands had already begun to heat up, and Li Qing knew that his every move was in a sword aura.

The sword was unsheathed, and the breath was condensed.

Li Qing didn't want to move, he didn't dare to move, at this moment he knew that he was in this person's sword qi, and an instant change would give the opponent a chance, looking at the ghost mask, he only had to wait in his heart.

"Don't you dare draw your sword?" a voice came from under the mask.

"Why don't you pull out your sword?" Li Qing looked at the sword in this man's hand.

"Now if I move, it's a flaw, and your sword will be drawn," Ghostface said.

For the first time, Li Qing felt that there was a person who actually thought the same as himself, this was the feeling of a swordsman, this was a duel of sword qi

The figure suddenly retreated, and the man's cloak unfolded, like a bat, and rose on the spot and floated to the big haystack outside the field, and a knife flew out of his hand at this moment.

Li Qing's figure slid sideways, and the knife was like a gust of wind, blinking past his side, this person's good and sharp technique, Li Qing was shocked.

At the moment on the left side of his body, Li Qing's feet hit the ground, and his body immediately floated up, and he saw that there was a haystack next to this person.

"Isn't bad, is this the 'Tiyun Foot'?" the ghost-faced man landed on a large haystack. He saw Li Qing's floating figure and said in surprise.

"You actually know this kind of kung fu?" Li Qing said as he landed on a large haystack.

"This kung fu has been missing for a long time, and it is a legend in the rivers and lakes," said the ghost-faced man.

"There are only lost people, and there is never lost kung fu," Li Qingdao.

Li Qing heard the ghost mask let out a sneer, this sneer was very cold, and Li Qing felt that the moon was cold tonight.

"Young man, you have a good sword!" said Ghostface.

"You want to get this sword too?" Li Qing raised his voice and said.

Li Qing's hand covered the sword in his hand, he knew that this sword had a legend, this sword was a dream for many people, and it was also a nightmare for them.

It's a dream, there is always a time to wake up, but some people will never wake up, his dream will last a lifetime, this person is Liu Haozi.

Li Qing rubbed his nose with his own hands in the night, he didn't smell anything, and the autumn wind had already blown clean.

"It seems that you are indeed not simple, you are no longer a simple person, you will be a legend of the rivers and lakes," a sigh came from under the ghost's face.

"I'm not a legend in the first place, and I don't want to be a legend," Mr. Li said.

"You seem confident now?" said Ghostface.

"If a person becomes a legend, there is only one way out for this person," Li Qing sighed.

"What's the way out?" said Ghostface.

"Only the dead will become legends in other people's mouths," Li Qing sighed again.

The rivers and lakes are a big script, living people want to create fame, but when they get everything, time has indifferent everything.

A beautiful legend will always hide countless bitterness, this story is only known to himself, Li Qing remembered Tanhualang, and there are many stories about him.

"Now that you have the fastest sword in the world, you don't care about this fame and fortune?" said the ghost-faced man again.

"In the past, Ximen Blowing Snow was the fastest sword in the world, is his story good?" Li Qingdao.

"He's a good friend with four eyebrows," Ghostface praised.

"If they weren't friends, how should this story be told?" said Li.

There is no answer under the mask, and the question is realistic.

Either friends or enemies, who are the real friends? No one knows, unless you have the most powerful sword, or sword.

What kind of sword is a sword?What kind of sword is a sword?

Maybe no sword, no sword!

The sword is in the hands of a celebrity, it is a good sword, a sword that shocks the rivers and lakes, Li Qing remembers that a person does not have a sword, he does not have a knife, but he is a friend.

This person is Xiao Tears and Blood!

"Who are you from the ghost?" Li Qing wanted to know an answer.

"You shouldn't know all this by now," a sneer came from under the ghost's face. The voice was very cold in the autumn wind.

The figure floated up again, and Li Qing saw a sword, this sword was like ice in the cold winter in the dark night, and under the moonlight, it shone with an eerie light. 、

Li Qing's arms were already spread, and he began to float back, and the sword he stabbed out suddenly retracted in an instant, and the ghost-faced man began to change in the air.

Li Qing saw three figures in the blink of an eye, and three ghost-faced people appeared in front of his eyes, which was a kind of ninjutsu.

The three ghosts let out the same sinister laugh, "Why don't you draw your sword?"

"There is only one kind of person under my sword," Li Qingdao.

"Who?" said three voices at once.

"Dead man!" Li Qingdao

"Can you kill us?" three voices asked at the same time

"Can't?" said Li Qingdao

"You're very knowledgeable!" all three voices said at once

"I'm really smart sometimes," Mr. Li said.

"There are not many smart people in the rivers and lakes now. At the same time there was a sigh.

"But there is one now," Li Qingdao

"Are you boasting?" asked at the same time.

"It was you who killed that flower monk in the restaurant," Li Qing asked suddenly.

Li Qing remembered that in the restaurant, the moment the lights went out, a figure floated into the room, and this person turned out to use strange ninjutsu.

The person who killed the flower monk in the restaurant was this person, not a shadow, not a lonely, not Xiao Yulou.

Where would this person be hidden? The room was full of first-class characters, and his figure could not be best hidden.

But this is the kind of person who is the most terrible, he comes and goes silently, this is a real ghost, a ghost in black.

"A person who is no longer useful, it is only a curse to stay," one of them sounded, a kind of conceit.

There is only one end for a traitor, Li Qing knows this fate, and in his memory, Kuaidao Shangyuan is such a person.

In an instantaneous question, these three people were not able to answer at the same time, Li Qing got an answer, and this person's personality was a little anxious.

Li Qing's right palm immediately turned into a sharp wind, he had already stared at the ghost-faced man who spoke, he didn't draw his sword, he wanted to lift this person's mask, he wanted to know who this person was?

The moment the figure floated in, Li Qing saw a sword, which pierced into the person's back, and the remaining two figures had already begun to drift away.

With such a fast sword, with one move, Li Qing saw the two figures disappear into the night.

There was only one corpse left here, Li Qing didn't take off the ghost mask, Li Qing understood that there was only one kind of person who could be abandoned by his own people.

This kind of person has lost the value of use, and he will only be a passer-by in the rivers and lakes.

The night returned to tranquility, and Li Qing suddenly remembered Monk Hua, this is a gift from Zi Die, this person?

Li Qing returned to the field again, there was no flower monk on the big field in Dongzhuang, Li Qing instantly understood that this comer was just a temptation, and the purpose of his coming was to flower monk.

But this person has left, where has the flower monk who fell to the ground gone?

Li Qing heard a sound of footsteps, this sound came from Dongzhuang, Li Qing flashed lightly, hidden, he hid behind a large haystack.

"Sixth, today is really unlucky," was the first voice.

"His name is loneliness, and luckily we slipped away," was the second voice.

"I just don't understand, why does the helper stay in this inn?"

"He's waiting for someone?"

"Flower Monk?"

"Who the hell knows who he's waiting for? ”

"What's weird today?"

"Strange?"

"Aren't you surprised that so many Jianghu guests suddenly came today?"

"It's not something we should know," the voice approached Li Qing.

These are the two subordinates of Dongfang Xiao, Li Qing sighed softly, these two people just got out of the restaurant.

"Pack these up, let's go to Guzhou City," Li Qing heard someone say.

"Looking for the woman?" another voice asked.

"This woman is very fierce, she actually killed the second master. ”

"A fierce woman is good, it's delicious!"

There was no sound left, and Li Qing heard the sound of chirping again, and the two men opened a haystack.

After Li Qing's body immediately disappeared into this haystack, he wanted to know what was hidden in this?

Out of the haystack they pulled out a man, a man who could not move, and one of them carried the man on his back, and the man's hands hung limply.

This person should be a dead man, Li Qing guessed that this was the shopkeeper in the restaurant, they killed this 'Xiao Liu', Dongfang Xiao disguised himself as 'Xiao Liu' and stayed in the restaurant.

Li Qing waited quietly for them to leave, he wanted to find the flower monk who fell to the ground, but this person had disappeared, and he disappeared without leaving a trace.

The night was quiet again, and Li Qing's figure appeared in the restaurant, where there was only Cui Si and the sensible Ah Chen.

These are two very good people, these are also the people in the bloody clothes, Li Qing didn't see loneliness, nor did he see shadows, and Xiao Yulou came and went in a hurry.

"Young Master, we should leave," Cui Si said.

"They left together?" Li Qing asked.

"Xiao Daxia went first," Cui Sidao.

"This Dongfang laughs?" Li Qingdao.

"It's the shadow who left with him, and they seem to be very familiar," Cui Sidao.

"Who is the fast horse coming with the shadow?" Li Qing remembered this person, and the sensible Ah Chen stayed outside the door.

"The only one who came to the door was the shadow, he was riding a horse, and he was holding a horse in his hand," Ah Chen said.

"No one?" said Li Qingdao.

"No one," the sensible Ah Chen would not lie. Ah Chen then asked, "Young Master, who are the two people who ran out?"

"One of them is called Lao Liu," Li Qing only heard the name of one person, and this name must not be his real name.

These two people were peculiar people, and Li Qing suddenly remembered the second shopkeeper in their mouths, this person died at the hands of a mysterious person.

This person is the same as the Iron Book Messenger's method, this person has never been found, this person can only ask his wine and meat friends.

Li Qing remembered his friend's wine, there was a lot of wine in his cellar, and there were many stories to inquire.